No more do i lay blame inward
for your crimes, i am absolved
I no longer wake in the night,
chilled by the hue of your
crawling touch and rasping breath.
I stand tall, the weight of prejudiced
guilt lifted from my shoulders,
and see you,
unhinged and foul.
Insignificant.
I am released.
Another wonderful poem from you, Kath, with lots of emotion and conviction - YAY FREEDOM! x
Hi Kath;
Another really good one with a strong ending. I was originally going to suggest too splitting the Insignificant into a separate line / stanza too (which you may want to try still) but I am relased as a separate line at the end of it - gives it a lot of power... x
Have you seen the Freedom competition I am running - this may fit into that??? x
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Isobel
Wed 13th Oct 2010 15:47
Except we are never really free from the memories, are we? And like it or not, the people we are now have been shaped by the ordeals we experienced. To be truly free from all that would be wonderful - though it might lead to less depth of character.
I love the sense of release you convey. Absolution is a biggie for me too. x